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The Blue Moon

They were breathless by the time they reached the hilltop. A humid 31st night of July was definitely not an ideal time to run and hike. But it was "the Blue Moon" night. The legend held that the couples who watched the Blue moon's light bath the tombstones with love were blessed with a "happy everafter" for seven lifetimes. Barely in kindergarten, they did not know how long a lifetime was. What excited them was the prospect of a very long time together. So, they waited while the moon left the tombstones awash with the promise of an endless love. Sempiternal love resting in background, he sealed his date with a little peck on her cheek and whispers of 31st January, 2018 in her ears. She giggled her yes. Hand in hand, they retraced their steps on grassy mound while the Blue moon smiled at them.

This week's photo prompt is provided by Louise with “The Storyteller's Abode.” 

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  1. Priceless JoyAugust 4, 2015 at 10:54 AM

    What a sweet story! I loved it. I am thinking that the promise of marriage for January 31, 2018??

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    1. Whispering ThoughtsAugust 5, 2015 at 9:07 AM

      Marriage would have to wait ... They are making most of the blue moons before they grow up and stop believing in magic

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  2. Priceless JoyAugust 4, 2015 at 10:55 AM

    Oh, I forgot. WELCOME! Thank you for participating in FFfAW challenge! :) It's nice to have you and I enjoyed your story.

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  3. Mandibelle16August 4, 2015 at 12:37 PM

    Very cute

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  4. UnknownAugust 5, 2015 at 8:29 AM

    Sweet story. Little children are very impressionable. :)

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